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Chapter 1264: Dark day

Chapter 1264

The jade finger came out first, the wooden sword was broken, Zhao Xuanyang vomited blood and retreated, Jiang Wang was safe and sound. A beautiful figure leaped out from the vortex of pitch black ink.

The turbulent demon aura, the terrifying power, almost filled the entire Wuguang Cavern with the powerful aura...everywhere, the terrifying power of a true demon was manifested.

Tianjiao God Lin, as strong as Zhao Xuanyang, has no resistance at all in front of this existence that suddenly appeared!

Of course she can only be Song Wanxi.

Or to be more precise, it is the blood puppet real demon made by Zhuang Chengqian using the demon body of Song Wanxi and the soul of Song Hengjiang.

At that time, in the ancient magic cave at the bottom of the Qingjiang River, Jiang Wang absorbed the origin of Zhuang Chengqian's new soul, and while capturing the magical powers of the astray, he also inherited the blood puppet brand and took over the control of this blood puppet true demon.

Unfortunately, while he inherited the blood puppet brand, it was also the time when Song Wanxi responded to the call of the tomb of the Ten Thousand Realms and left.

At that time, Jiang Wang was too late to stop, and the spirit power was unable to complete the response at all, so he could only leave a thought in a rush.

That thought is--

Come back!

At that time, he was simply reluctant to bear such a powerful combat power, thinking that he might be able to summon a rescue when he went to the edge of the wilderness to hunt for the demon in the future.

At that time, he had never thought that he would enter the ancient magic cave again.

The ancient magic cave is the product of the era of the demonic tide, and most of them have been destroyed. The only remaining part has already been wiped out of the devilish energy. The number of them is very scarce, and the location is extremely secretive. Zhuang Junzhuang Gao Xian didn't even know the existence of the one at the bottom of Qingjiang River.

Given the size of this world, Jiang Wang really didn’t know where the ancient magic cave was still hidden.

And only Zhao Xuanyang, a Tianjiao with ancient inheritance, who has extremely terrible accumulation of knowledge, can be ingenious and think of the ancient magic cave to avoid the pursuit of suffering.

This brought Jiang Wang a brand new choice.

was brought to the bottom of the magma by Zhao Xuanyang, the first time he recognized the ancient magic cave, he called out. In this abandoned magic cave where the rules are very different from those of the present, calling for the ideas he once entrusted.

is only a slight movement, it is not at all noticeable. After that, he tried to explore the inner palace, only to cover up in front of Zhao Xuanyang.

But Jiang Wang himself has no bottom at all. He didn't know what state Song Wanxi was in when he entered the deserted tomb of the Ten Thousand Realms, and whether there was any accident. He also didn't know whether his cultivation base and spiritual power were enough to call the blood puppet true demon. He didn't even know whether his thoughts still existed.

The Ancient Demon Cavern is the closest place to the Desolate Tomb of Ten Thousand Realms in this world. If the call cannot be completed here, this blood puppet true demon can basically be declared abandoned.

Jiang Wang just like all the selection moments before, try his best to struggle, I don’t know if it is possible.

In the long, unresponsive time, he, like Zhao Xuanyang, was waiting anxiously.

The only difference is that he must also conceal his anxiety. Try not to let Zhao Xuanyang see the clues.

And Zhao Xuanyang did not doubt.

The route was carefully planned by himself. This ancient magic cave was found by accident in his early years. Jiang Wang Daoyuan was imprisoned, the illusory realm was isolated, and his supernatural powers were blocked. No matter how he thought about it, there was no possibility of a comeback.

Ten thousand steps back, even if Jiang Wang can unblock himself. So what? It was nothing more than a repetition of the crushing battle, and it was really lackluster.

Zhao Xuanyang is concerned about the situation in Jingguo, and what he thinks about after Jiang Wang is sent to Yujing Mountain.

For Jiang Wang, he was overtaken after exhausting his means, and was captured after a fight. After being captured, he also tried to communicate with the too illusory realm, and also tried to guide Zhao Xuanyang to the Snow Country... and did all he could do.

All the previous all failed, defeated before Zhao Xuanyang's crushing combat power.

Only the call of the blood puppet true demon finally got a response after three days!

I don’t know what Song Wanxi experienced in the waste tomb of the Ten Thousand Realms during this period, or just really adapted to the body of the real demon. She who responded to Jiang Wang today was obviously stronger than when she fought against the Bone Evil God that day!

The blood puppet true demon that day, and the bone evil **** descended into the world's strongest body, fighting against the wind.

Today's Song Wanxi, just showing up there, made Jiang Wang feel the surging power like a deep sea.

This time, Jiang Wang only provided a beacon and issued a call. After she responded, she directly locked the path, opened the ancient passage, and briefly descended into this ancient magic cave.

Then he pointed to the tackle to prevent Jiang Wang from being injured, and easily shattered Zhao Xuanyang’s famous sword, causing him to vomit blood and retreat.

There seems to be heaven in the dark, but if Jiang Wang has not given up and always tried his best, how can he wait for Song Wanxi to cross the boundary?

Among the broken wooden sword fragments, Zhao Xuanyang vomited blood and retreated. Looking at Jiang Wang, his eyes were filled with disbelief: "You are really good at magic!?"

Jiang Wang sighed: "Actually it's not..."

In a sense, the blood puppet real demon is the real demon clan. Cultivating demonic power, raising demonic energy, practicing demonic ways, and even have some of their own spiritual wisdom, which is probably limited to the instinct, and can live in the waste tomb of the ten thousand realms.

But after all, she is just a blood puppet. Ignorance and selflessness, controlled by the blood puppet brand.

To be able to refine such a puppet body with real combat power, Zhuang Chengqian's genius and coldness are rare in the world.

Jiang Wang just inherited this blood puppet.

He has never really raised demons, and indeed he has never connected with demons.

Speaking of it, Song Wanxi is more like the human spy that Jiang Wang put in the tomb of the Ten Thousand Realms.

However, Jiang Wang obviously did not explain much to Zhao Xuanyang.

I have to say that Zhao Xuanyang is not too annoying.

The getting along these days is an unforgettable experience for both of them.

They are two people who are very close to each other and can be friends, but because of different positions, they are in a hostile position. Being born in the dust web, everyone is more or less bound by something, it is difficult to have real freedom.

Even the more you experience, the harder it is to be free.

So facing Zhao Xuanyang's stunned and even painful eyes, Jiang Wang also subconsciously explained.

But this is only one sentence.

After he sighed, he just said: "Kill him."

There are no fierce emotions, only cold decisions.

Zhao Xuanyang, who was standing in a hostile position, saw Zhao Xuanyang who was the real blood puppet, and Zhao Xuanyang who had felt the magical powers astray and speculated...must die.

Song Wanxi's long hair is flying, her **** eyes are cold and emotionless.

And Zhao Xuanyang’s eyes are brilliant, so brilliant that this dull ancient magic cave is full of glory!

"The remaining rules of the ancient devil's cave cannot support the survival of the true demon for too long. Even if you invite the true demon to come, it may not be able to kill me Zhao Xuanyang!"

With his right hand and sword pointing together, the sword fingers circled the golden light, pointed at the sky and painted the earth. The roaring sword aura instantly turned into a dragon shape. There were nine sword aura dragons, each showing power, evolving different sword tactics killing methods, and dancing around Song Wanxi. Block it firmly.

Like nine kendo masters, they attacked Song Wanxi at the same time.

And Zhao Xuanyang only pressed his left hand.

Between heaven and earth, a golden gossip gate suddenly appeared.

This door is magnificent and awe-inspiring.

When appeared, it seemed to be suppressed.

It seems to come with a huge world, communicating some unpredictable place.

The entire dull ancient magic cave changed its breath briefly.

Therefore, the earth is wind, water and fire, and the vitality is surging.

Any magic magical powers, you must be disturbed by them.

Zhao Xuanyang said with great prestige, he was still ready to escape the first time. Activating a killer move only asks for a stop, and then immediately summons the treasure of escape, wanting to leave here.

A set of actions can be described as very familiar.

But Song Wanxi has arrived.

Facing the nine deadly horrible Sword Qi Shenlong, she just made a mistake with her hands, so she squeezed all the nine Sword Qi Shenlong in her hands, squeezed into an earthworm shape, easily crushed!

She was already stepping when she reached out.

When stepped out, he was still in front of Jiang Wang, and when his footsteps fell, he was already stuck in front of the golden gossip door.

At this time, the Sword Qi Shenlong had just been crushed.

Her left hand hangs down at will, only raising her right hand.

The beautiful palm of the hand, like a jade carving, has become a palm knife. It looks as white as snow, and slender like jade.

Just one poke...

Boom!

In mid-air like fireworks exploding, the light spreads all over the sky.

This ancient golden gossip door was directly punctured!

This is a treasure handed down from Yujing Mountain, but it shatters so easily.

Like the insurmountable gap between Zhao Xuanyang’s Shen Lin Jing and Jiang Wang’s Inner Mansion Realm, from Shen Lin to Dongzhen, there is also a heaven in the middle!

No matter how strong the magic weapon is, in the hands of Zhao Xuanyang, who is in the realm of God, it can't resist Song Wanxi, who has the power of real magic.

The spell was broken, the magic weapon was destroyed, and Zhao Xuanyang spouted blood again!

But this time, golden blood was ejected.

Golden rain fell in this ancient magic cave.

Song Wanxi in the golden rain is becoming more and more attractive. It's hard to believe that she actually belongs to the same family as those filthy evil demons.

Zhao Xuanyang spurted bleeding rain through injury. The golden raindrops are by no means mixed. Each drop is well-defined, almost perfectly oval, and does not interfere with each other.

Like golden melon seeds. Jiang Wang thought silently.

"This is the blood of my heart, the blood of the gods." Zhao Xuanyang pointed it into a sword shape, boldly and bravely: "The devil and die with me!"

Drop by drop of golden blood, suddenly changing in mid-air, arranged into an extremely complex and majestic pattern.

Like an ancient star map, but Jiang Wang couldn’t recognize it. He didn’t know where it should be in the sky.

Zhao Xuanyang fought endlessly, vomiting blood into a battle. Indeed lives up to the name of Tianjiao.

Golden blood drops form a big array, immediately stirring the power, and the gathering momentum is apparent. On this complex and majestic Golden Rain Star Map, a phantom of a golden armored warrior appeared in a trance, and it was instantly solidified!

The warlord is tall, golden armor, and outstanding.

As soon as he condensed, he looked at Song Wanxi, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming!

But almost at the moment when he had just condensed, Song Wanxi had already arrived in front of him.

A pair of white and tender palms, which can even be called weak, lightly touched the two arms of this golden armored warrior, and left and right points!

Gold Armored Battle Commander let out a cry of pain, which seemed to be truly spiritual.

But no matter how mysterious his manifestation was, it cost Zhao Xuanyang a huge price.

At this moment, his arms have been torn off by Song Wanxi!

The two golden armoured arms began to fall apart in the air.

And Song Wanxi moved forward with only one head hammer!

A beautiful woman, with her beautiful unprotected head, to smash a warrior wearing a golden helmet. With her smooth and snowy forehead, she hit the golden battle helmet that looked very hard.

What kind of scene is this?

What kind of brutal fighting style is this?

Zhao Xuanyang has no way to be surprised.

Because Song Wanxi’s head hammer fell, the collision happened. The guardian warrior he had summoned with "heart blood" and "god blood" had collapsed into streamers!

can't withstand a complete blow at all!

And Song Wanxi's beautiful forehead is still smooth, not even a red seal. There is no possibility of injury.

The gap in strength is so obvious.

She is close!

A phoenix-engraved jade pendant on a disc hung around Zhao Xuanyang’s waist, and a phoenix hum was heard instantly.

This is the treasure of body protection handed down by the division, which is enough to withstand the blow of a real person.

Its voice is clear and clear, as if moving in nine days, it sounds noble, powerful, and inviolable.

But it stopped abruptly.

Like an old hen whose neck was suddenly pinched.

A slender jade hand, just pinched on this disc phoenix engraved jade pendant, gently pinched, the jade pendant shattered into chips, and floated down.

The sound of Fengming started and then stopped.

Real people in this world can see the truth, and so can real demons.

Song Wanxi's first hand when she got close, she rushed to this protective body.

After crushing the jade pendant, his hands probed again.

The hands that Zhao Xuanyang was pinching the Jue had already been held. There is no evasion, no resistance at all!

Song Wanxi’s **** eyes have no emotions, her frosty face has no expression, just a simple pull with her hands——

When the blood was sprayed, Zhao Xuanyang's arms were already torn off for a lifetime!

In Zhao Xuanyang's uncontrollable expression of pain, Song Wanxi repeated the old tricks, and the hammer fell straight down.

It's not that she can only do this, but is too powerful, so she only needs to do this!

Simple, efficient, and cold!

Watching that beautiful face get closer and closer, and watching the fluttering ink hair fluttering, Zhao Xuanyang only seemed to see the endless abyss.

Time seems to freeze.

Do not.

Zhao Xuanyang soon discovered that it was not time that had frozen, nor was it the moments of trance before dying.

is the head of that beautiful demon, it really stopped.

Are you saved...?

Only then did he hear Jiang Wang's voice--

"Zhao Xuanyang is a man of good appearance, so he should not hurt his face."

What should I say? he thinks.

The little **** finally has some conscience?

If there is a kind, you let me go?

呔! You devilish dog thief, why are you hypocritical here?

But in the end he struggled and said: "Zhao Xuanyang is also a life-saving person! No..."